Do I want to discuss these things? Not really. Do I want to know these things? Not really. Do I even care? NO.
To make it easier for a Lebanese to accept someone based on their social status, there is a list of questions that you will hear from them eventually:
and last but not least...
If you are an active follower of my blog, you might’ve already noticed by now that my posts are full of sarcasm, dark humor and often criticism towards the place I live in.
Throughout my whole life I always had trouble choosing gifts. Not because I don’t know what to get, but because I want it to be an outstanding, unusual and unique way of telling them: “I remember what you love and what you do”.
In a world where everyone is trying so hard to be cool and classy I find it necessary to remind everyone that at the end of the day we all secretly do things that are far from cool, not considered normal by society and usually cause judgement.
I do this even if its my friends, especially when its my family. Its a reflex and I cannot stop it.
But if you are ballsy enough to admit that you watch porn, you will see a bunch of shocked faces and receive “Oh my… EW” kind of reactions.
I do this. I just use Kleenex instead of my finger.
Evil life hack: Once you feel that your friend "totally remembers that scene", just ask them what's this book or movie are about and enjoy it, while they are trying to get out of this awkward situation.
Don't you just love it when your stalkers accidentally like your tagged picture from 2013, posted on a page of you mother's best friend?
Usually after this you go back home and have -1 follower on Instagram. OH WHAT A LOSS.
Apparently "unfollow" is the new "we are not friends anymore".
WARNING: This page can be a bit too sarcastic and cynical for your personal taste.
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